Crimson dye stained the entire residence of the Prime Minister, with over a hundred servants and masters falling in the pool.,And in the middle, a child under ten raised his smudged face. The features of the child, like those of a New Year's picture doll, uttered a dreamlike question.,The sound of his voice sent a chill down Gu Nuan Nuan's spine. She grabbed her mother's already frigid hand.。